Nigel
“Do I look okay? Are you sure I look okay? I want to make a good first impression.” We were in the car in front of her aunt’s house. They lived in a one story house in an estate that was still developing.
On the way here I saw places that looked worse and Zalia promised to send me to the places that were considered ‘elite’ and that foreigners preferred to live in when they visited the country.
“Stop fussing, they’ll love you now stop being such a coward and get out.” Zalia got out of the car and began making her way to the house giving me no choice but to follow. “You can do this, how hard can it be?”
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Turns out it’s not that hard, her family were really accepting, plus I knew her parents already so I was always included in conversations. Her aunt, uncle and cousins were
